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Nicki Minaj - Pink Friday Album Lyrics



Nicki Minaj - Pink Friday Lyrics






Im The Best

[Verse 1:]
It was back in '07 did a couple of tapes
Did a couple DVD's made a couple mistakes
Didn't know what I was doin' but I put on the cape
Now it's which world tour should I go on to take
See you told me I would lose but I won
I might cop a million Jimmy Choo's just for fun
Caus' bitches couldn't take what was in me or Australia, Sydney
Might run up in Disney out in LA with' Lindsay
Got the eye of the tiger, the Lion of Judah
Now it's me and my time, it's just me in my prime
Everything I tried to teach 'em they gon' see it in time
Tell them bitches get a stick I'm done leadin' the blind
Got two shows tonight that's Brooklyn and Dallas
Then a private party at the Buckingham Palace
Which means I gotta fly like a movie no commercial
That's Young Money, Cash Money yeah I'm Universal

[Hook:]
I hear they comin' for me because the top is lonely
What the f*ck they gon' say [x2]
I'm the best bitch doin' it, doin' it [x2]
I'm the best, best, best, best [x2]
I'm the best

[Verse 2:]
I remember when I couldn't buy my mother a couch
Now I'm sittin' at the closin' bought my mother a house
You could never understand why I grind like I do
Micaiah and Jelani why I grind like I do
Caus' even when my daddy was on crack I was crack
Now the whole album crack you ain't gotta skip a track
I ain't gotta get a plaque, I ain't gotta get awards
I just walk up out the door all the girl will applaud
All the girls will commend as long as they understand
That I'm fighting for the girls that never thought they could win
Caus' before they could begin, you told them it was the end
But I am here to reverse the curse that they live in
Got two bones to pick I'm a only choose one
You might get addressed on the second album
Which means you can breathe 'till I muthaf*ckin say so
To all my bad bitches: I could see your halo

[Hook x2]

It's ok, It's ok
Long as you know, long as you know
Long as you muthaf*ckas know I'm the be-be-be-be-be-best
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Writer: DANIEL JOHNSON, ONIKA TANYA MARAJ, ASHANTI FLOYD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC




Romans Revenge

[Nicki Minaj:]
I am not Jasmine, I'm Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So f*ck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
(Haha) Plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, sentencin'
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a c*nt
And I'll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't f*ckin' with
You li'l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

[Eminem:]
I ain't into S&M, but my whip's off the chain
A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame
Twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain
An eraser for a head, f*ckin' pencil for a frame
You don't like it then peel off, bitch
Every last woman on Earth I'll kill off, and I still wouldn't f*ck you, slut
So wipe the smile on your grill off, I swear to God I'll piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turnin', spin, and wheel off
Snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollerin' "Why, God? " He ain't got shit to do with it
Bygones'll never be bygones, so won't be finished swallowin' my wad
I ain't finished blowin' it, nice bra
Hope it'll fit a tough titty, bitch
Life's hard, I swear to God, life is a dumb blonde white broad
With fake tits and a bad dye job
Who just spit in my f*ckin' face and called me a f*ckin' tightwad
So finally I broke down and bought her an iPod
And caught her stealin' my music, so I tied her arms and legs to the bed
Set up the camera and pissed twice on her
Look, two pees and a tripod!
The moral to the story is, life's treatin' you like dry sod?
Kick it back in it's face, my God
It's Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd
But don't ask why, bitch (Ask why not)

The wo-world is my punchin' bag and
If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots
Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it

Like a, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
You fell off, off, they musta bumped your wagon
You musta went off the back, I'm 'bout to go off the deep end
I told you to stay in your lane, you just choked in traffic

[Nicki Minaj:]
(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' you bitches on?
Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Shoulda sent a thank-you note, you little ho
Now I'm a wrap your coffin with a bow
(Ni-ni-ni) "Nicki, she's just mad 'cause you took the spot"
Word, that bitch mad 'cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain't shittin', then get off the pot
Got some niggas out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I-I-I-I hear them mumblin', I hear the cacklin'
I got 'em scared, shook, panickin'
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a stand, still, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherf*ckin' boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my niggas gettin' bucked, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi's
Raggedy-ass, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These bitches callin' me Manning, Eli
(Manning, Eli!) Ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, Manning, Eli
These bitches callin' me (Manning, Eli)

[Eminem:]
A-a-a-a-all you li'l faggots can suck it
No homo, but I'm a stick it to 'em like refrigerator magnets
And I'm crooked enough to make straitjackets bend
Yeah, look who's back again, bitch, keep actin' as if
You have the same passion that I have
Yeah, right, still hungry, my ass
You assdicks had gastric bypass
Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry grass
And 'bout as violent as hair on eyelids (Eyelash!)
Go take a flyin' leap of faith off a f*ckin' balcony
'Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass
You know what time it is, so why ask?
When Shady and Nicki's worlds class
It's (high class) meets (white trash)

Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon

Roman! Roman!
Stop it, stop it!
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad!
You and this boy Slim Shady!
What's goin' on?
They'll lock you away!
They'll put you in a jail cell!
I promise!
Take your mother's warning, Roman
Pleaaaaaaase
Back to bed! Run along!
Let's go! Come on!
Wash your mouth out with soap, boys
(Boys, boys, boys, boys, boys, boys...)
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Writer: KASSEEM DEAN, MARSHALL B. III MATHERS, ONIKA TANYA MARAJ, JOHN W. DAVIS, ALI SHAHEED JONES-MUHAMMAD, MALIK IZAAK TAYLOR, BRYAN HIGGINS, JAMES JACKSON, TREVOR SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group




Did It On em

[Chorus:]
Shitted on 'em, man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em, put yo' number two's in the air if you did it on 'em
Shitted on 'em, man I just shitted on 'em
Shitted on 'em, put your number two's in the air if you did it on 'em

All these bitches is my sons
And I'm go and get some bibs for 'em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
If I had a dick, I would pull it out and piss on 'em
Let me shake it off
I just signed a couple deals I might break you off
And we ain't making up I don't need a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam, radiator

[Chorus]

This stone is flawless F1
I keep shooters up top in the F1
Alot of bad bitches beggin' me to f one
But I'm a eat them rap bitches when the chef come
Throw some fresh one's
More talent in my mother f*ckin left thumb
She a'int a Nicki fan then the bitch deaf dumb
You a'int my son you my mother f*ckin step-son

[Chorus]

All these bitches is my sons
And I a'int talking 'bout Phoenix
Bitch I get money so I do's what I pleases
I live where the mother f*ckin pools and the trees is
Broke bitches so crusty (disgust me)
Gave the bitch a ride got the Continental dusty
Trust me I keep a couple hundred in the duff' b
Couple wet wipes case a bum try to touch me
I'm the terminator bitch talk slick I am have to terminate her
These little nappy headed hoes need a perminator
You my seed I spray you with germinator
Move back bugs matter fact you know the queen could use a back rub
If you could turn back time, Cher
You used the be here but now you gone nair

[Chorus]
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Writer: SHONDRAE CRAWFORD, ONIKA TANYA MARAJ, LLOYD SAMUELS SAFAREE, JUSTIN ELLINGTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management




Right Thru Me

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
You see right through me... How do ya'll do that shit [x5]
How do ya'll [x3]

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
You let me win, you let me ride, you let me rock,
You let me slide and when they looking,
You let me hide, defend my honor, protect my pride
The good advice, I always hated but looking back,
It made me greater, you always told me,
Forget the haters just get my money, just get my waiters
Know when I'm lying, know when I'm crying
It's like you got it, down to a science, why am I trying,
Know you ain't dying, I try to fight it, back with defiance,
You make me laugh, you make me hoarse from yelling at you,
And getting at you, picking up dishes, throwing em at you,
Why are you speaking when no one asked you.

[Chorus: x2]
You see right through me... How do you do that shit [x3]
How do you [x3]

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
What are we doing, could you see through me,
Cause you say Nicki and I say who me?
And you say no you, and I say f*ck you,
Then you start dressing and you start leaving,
And I start crying, and I start screaming,
The heavy breathing, well, what's the reason,
Always get the reaction you wanted,
I'm actually fronting, I'm asking you something
YO, answer this question, class is in session,
Tired of letting passive aggression, control my mind,
Capture my soul, OK, you're right just let it go,
OK you got it, it's in the can, before I played it,
You knew my hand, you can turn a free throw to a goal, you could see through my soul

[Chorus: x2]
You see right through me... How do you do that shit [x3]
How do you [x3]

[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
Stop!
Stop! Ooooh baby
Would you just stop
Looking through me
Cause I just can't
Take it
No I can't take it
You see right

[Chorus: x2]
You see right through me... How do you do that shit [x3]
How do you [x3]

You see right
Through me baby
You see right
Through me
You see right
Through me
... baby...
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Writer: ANDREW THIELK, JOE SATRIANI, ONIKA MARAJ
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Fly

I came to win, to fight
To conquer, to thrive
I came to win (J.R.), to survive
To prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly

Uh, yo, yo
I wish today it will rain all day
Maybe that'd kinda make the pain go away
Tryna forgive you for abandoning me
Prayin', but I think I'm still an angel away
Angel away, yeah, strange in a way
Maybe that is why I chase strangers away
They got they guns out aiming at me
But I become Neo when they aiming at me
Me, me, me against them
Me against enemies, me against friends
Somehow they both seem to become one
A sea full of sharks and they all smell blood
They start coming and I start rising
Must be surprising, I'm just surmising
I win, thrive, soar, higher
Higher, higher, more fire

I came to win, to fight
To conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive
To prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly

Uh, yo, yo
Everybody wanna try to box me in
Suffocatin' every time it locks me in
Paintin' they own pictures, then they crop me in
But I will remain where the top begins
'Cause I am not a word, I am not a line
I am not a girl that can ever be defined
I am not fly, I am levitation
I represent an entire generation
I hear the criticism loud and clear
That is how I know that the time is near
See we become alive in a time of fear
And I ain't got no motherf*ckin' time to spare
Cry my eyes out for days upon days
Such a heavy burden placed upon me
But when you go hard, your nays become yays
Yankee Stadium with Jay's and Kanye's

I came to win, to fight
To conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive
To prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly

Get ready for it
Get ready for it
Get ready for it
I came to win
Get ready for it
Get ready for it
Get ready for it

I came to win, to fight
To conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive
To prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Jonathan Rotem, Onika Maraj, Kevin Hissink, William Jordan, Clem Penton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group




Save Me

(Go)

I drove for miles just to find you and find myself
Only screams, all these voices in my head
You gave me strength, gave me hope for a lifetime
I never was satisfied

This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up

Giving up (giving up)
Giving up (giving up)
Giving up

It's not your fault
I'm a bitch, I'm a monster
Yes, I'm a beast and I feast when I conquer
But I'm alone on my throne, all these riches
I came this way, all this way just to say, ayy

This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up

Giving up (giving up)
Giving up (giving up)
Giving up

I'm giving up, baby, yes, I'm giving up, baby
Feels like I've been driving for miles
Yes, I'm giving up, baby
And I can't seem to silence these (yeah) voices in my head
This time won't you save me?
Come save me
This time won't you save me?
Come save me

This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up giving up
This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up

This time won't you save me? This time won't you save me?
Baby, I can feel myself giving up, giving up
Giving up
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Warren Felder, Andrew Wansel, Onika Maraj
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group




Moment 4 Life

I fly with the stars in the skies
I am no longer trying to survive
I believe that life is a prize
But to live doesn't mean you're alive
Don't worry 'bout me and who I fire
I get what I desire, it's my empire
And yes, I call the shots, I am the umpire
I sprinkle holy water upon a vampire
In this very moment, I'm king
In this very moment, I slayed Goliath with a sling
This very moment, I bring
Put it on everything that I will retire with the ring
And I will retire with the crown, yes
No, I'm not lucky, I'm blessed, yes
Clap for the heavyweight champ, me
But I couldn't do it all alone, we
Young Money raised me, grew up out in Baisley
Southside Jamaica, Queens, and it's crazy
'Cause I'm still hood, Hollywood couldn't change me
Shout out to my haters, sorry that you couldn't faze me
Ain't being cocky, we just vindicated
Best believe that when we done, this moment will be syndicated
I don't know, this night just remind me of
Everything they deprived me of (yeah)
Put your drinks up
It's a celebration every time we link up
We done did everything they can think of
Greatness is what we on the brink of

I wish that I could have this moment for life
For life, for life
'Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive
Alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment for life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
This is my moment, I just feel so alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)

What I tell them hoes? Bow, bow, bow to me, drop down to your knees
Young Money the mafia, that's word to Lil' Cease
I'm in the Dominican, Big Papi Ortiz
Doing target practice, all these bitches just aiming to please
Shout out to the CEO, 500 Degreez
Shout out to the OVO, red wings and fatigues, oh
Niggas wanna be friends, how coincidental
This supposed to be y'all year? We ain't get the memo
A young king, pay me in gold
40 got a bunch of weed he ain't even roll
These niggas be droppin' songs, they ain't even cold
Weezy on top, and that nigga ain't even home, yet
Yeah, be very afraid
These other rappers gettin' bodied and carried away
F*ck it, me and Nicki Nick gettin' married today
And all you bitches that be hatin' can catch a bouquet, ooh
Yeah, you a star in my eyes
You and all them white girls, party of five
Are we drinking a lil' more? I can hardly decide
I can't believe we really made it, I'm partly surprised, I swear
Damn, this one for the books, man
I swear this shit is as fun as it looks, man
I'm really tryna make it more than what it is
'Cause everybody dies, but not everybody lives, ah

I wish that I could have this moment for life
For life, for life
'Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive
Alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment for life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
This is my moment, I just feel so alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)

This is my moment
I waited all my
Life, I can tell it's time
Drifting away, I'm
One with the sunsets
I have become alive

I wish that I could have this moment for life
For life, for life
'Cause in this moment, I just feel so alive
Alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment for life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
For life (I could have this moment)
This is my moment, I just feel so alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)
Alive (I could have this moment)
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Writer: Onika Tanya Maraj, Nikhil Shanker Seetharam, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams, Aubrey Drake Graham
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Check It Out

Stepped in the party like my name was "that bitch"

All these haters mad because I'm so established

They know I'm a beast, yeah I'm a f*cking savage

Haters you can kill yourself, uh

In my space shuttle and I'm not coming down

I'm a stereo and she's just so monotone

Sometimes it's just me and all my bottles all alone

I ain't coming back this time



I can't believe it, it's so amazing

This club is heating, this party's blazing

I can't believe it, this beat is banging

I can't believe it, I can't believe it



(Hey) Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

(Yeah yeah, I'm feeling it now)

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out



Step up in the party like my name was Mr. T

All these hating naggers ain't got natin' on me

Honestly, I gotta stay as fly as I can be

If you Wiki Willy then you get super O.G.

Honeys always rush me 'cause I'm fly, fly, fly

Dummies they can't touch me 'cause I'm floating sky high

I stay swagger-ific you don't need to ask why

You just gotta see with your eyes



I can't believe it, it's so amazing

This club is heating, this party's blazing

I can't believe it, this beat is banging

I can't believe it, I can't believe it



(Hey) Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

(Yeah yeah, I'm feeling it now-ow)

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check this mother-f*cker out

It got me in the club, in the club

Just rocking like this, oh, oh



The DunDun

The sun done

Yep, the sun done

Came up, but we still up in dungeon

The DunDun

Yep, in London

Competition, why yes I would love some

How the f*ck they get mad 'cause they run done?

Mad 'cause I'm getting money in abundance

Man I can't even count all of these hundreds

Duffle bag every time I go to SunTrust

I leave the rest just to collect interest

I mean interest

F*ck my nemesis

Exclamation just for emphasis

And I don't sympathize, 'cause you a simple bitch

I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple shit

And put the iron to your face you old wrinkled bitch



Oh, we just had to kill it

We on the radio hotter than a skillet

We in the club making party people holla

Money in the bank we be getting top dollar

I'm a big baller,

You a little smaller

Step up to my level

Need to grow a little taller

I'm shot caller

Get up off my collar

You a Chihuahua

I'm a Rottweila'



I can't believe it, it's so amazing

I can't believe it, this beat is banging

I can't believe it, it's so amazing

I can't believe it, I can't believe it



(Hey) Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out

(Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling it now)

Check it out

Check it out

Check it out
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Writer: Bruce Woolley, Geoffrey Downes, James Brown, Onika Tanya Maraj, Trevor Charles Horn, William Adams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Blazin

Hey, hey, yeah
Oh, oh (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Oh (ooh)

I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin', feels like I'm-

How could it be, little me
Had the power to be the best B in the league
Yeah, inevitably, but could it be little me?
You was heckling me, now it's monotony winning regularly, yo
I catch rec on recreation, so I exceed all your expectations
Bitches ain't got it in 'em, I kill 'em and then I skin 'em
The contract was signed, but I am the addendum
So-so where my dawgs at, Randy
Ma-ma-matter fact, get off my dick, bitch, Andy
'Ca-'ca-'ca-'ca-'ca-'cause everything is fine and dandy
Go against me now, I dare you, Bambi
Half a million dollars just to upgrade the car show
I ain't even detonate the bombs in the arsenal
Before the storm comes the calm
Hope you can take the heat like LeBron
Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I'm the best now
Anybody with some money should invest now
Soccer moms need to organize a pep rall'
Your game over, bitch, Gatorade, wet towel
Mothaf*ckers ain't ready, they never been
As long as I am in the game, you'll never win
I'm on that different type of high, heroin
Put on my cape and hit the sky, heroine

I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin' (feels like I'm blazin')
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin' (uh)
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin' (yeah, uh)

This is the moment, grab your Kodak while I'm flyin'
With a flow that is the greatest throwback since that Nolan Ryan
And the days been crazy and the nights even wilder
And the lights even brighter, baby, stand next to my fire
Only higher is Messiah or notes from Mariah
'Rari six hundred horses, that's my chariot of fire
Where we flyin', they can't find us, all them broke days behind us
I just took your whole life and redesigned it, uh
I think I'm Marc Jacobs, I think I'm Lagerfeld
I think without makeup, you still bad as hell
I'ma grab your waist, then I'ma grab your face and
Then I'ma taste it, then I'ma blaze it
Hello all my bad girls, this just in
Yeezy hurt the beat like he f*cked her best friend
And she let him back in, and he just did it again
He crazy, he blazin', he off the deep end
I'm blazin', I'm flagrant, I'm crazy, I'm sayin'
Too much for the world so they abbreviate him
His past is her fave, his stats is amaze
Her dress is just perf, uh, Prada colored beige
It's obvi we the ish and I'm rollin' with my Brits
So real, you so trill, baby, everything legit
How you feel? They say we crazed 'cause our styles so diff'
They'll be jeal' when we in the mag lookin' magnif'
As if I ain't used Magnums on your favorite bad bitch
F*ck these background niggas, I was tryna ad-lib
Add this, we blazin', Nicki, what you think?
I got two White Russians, but we also need some drinks

I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin' (feels like I'm blazin')
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'

It feels like I'm blazin', blazin', blazin', blazin'
It feels like I'm blazin', blazin', blazin', blazin'
It feels like I'm blazin', blazin', blazin', blazin'
It feels like I'm blazin', blazin', blazin', blazin'
It feels like I'm blazin', blazin', blazin'
It feels like I'm blazin', blazin', blazin'
It feels like I'm blazin', blazin', blazin'
It feels like I'm blazin', blazin', blazin'

I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin' (feels like I'm blazin')
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'
I fly, I fly high, I'm blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin'
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Writer: Keith Forsey, Onika Miraj, Steve Schiff, Writers Unknown, Kanye West
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group




Here I Am

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Why is that you could only see the worst in me?
I swear sometimes I feel like it nurtures me
But to keep it all real is kinda hurtin' me
I could say I'm done with it, but it lurks in me
So I'm a just tell myself that it works for me
Take a real long drive in the Mer-ce-des
And I might pop a couple of them per-ca-ces
Yeah that'll make me transform to Hercules

[Chorus:]
Here I am, Here I am, so take me, as I am
Here I am, Here I am, so take me, as I am
Here I am, Here I am, so take me, as I am

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
I swear to God, man, everything in life is old
And the only thing that change is the price of gold
Even in the afterlife I'm a fight your soul
Cause the second time around I'll be twice as bold
So do you take me to be who I am?
To have and to hold till death do us part
Cause if not it's just best we both part
Cause how am I supposed to finish what you start?
You got me thinkin' twice to just breathe
Then you say I won't survive if I leave
But I got a couple of tricks up my sleeve
I no longer need your attention, at ease

It's a joke, it's a game,
Why am I still keeping score?
I'm in pain, I'm ashamed
I'm a woman, hear me roar

It's a joke, it's a game,
Why am I still keeping score?
I'm in pain, I'm ashamed
I'm a woman, hear me roar

Now it's a joke, it's a game,
Why am I still keeping score?
I'm in pain, I'm ashamed
I'm a woman, hear me roar

It's a joke, it's a game,
Why am I still keeping score?
I'm in pain, I'm ashamed
I'm a woman, hear me roar
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: ESTHER DEAN, JASON PERRY, MONICA ARNOLD, PAUL DAWSON, MICHAEL DAVID HARTNETT, JAMAL F. JONES
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group




Dear Old Nicki

Mmh-ohh
Mmh
Yo

Maybe you died 'cause everybody ask me where you at
I try to channel you in hopes that I could stare you back
But it's like every intersection we just missed each other
You got your fans waitin' tell me you ain't six feet under
And tell me that you coming back and you just took a break
Maybe I blamed you for everything that was my mistake
In hindsight I loved your rawness and I loved your edge
'Cause it was you who talked me down from jumpin' off the ledge
Your earrings bamboo, your long nails too
Your B.M.W. every time you came through
You was the braveheart
You stole Wayne heart
You never switched it up
You played the same part
But I needed to grow
And I needed to know
Well, there were some things inside of me that I need to show
So I just deaded you
Left you in all black
But dear old Nicki
Please call back

You told me you'd come when I needed you
And you said it so sweetly I believed you
But I'm standing here calling, I can't see you
But I am holding you, holding you, holding you to that

Yo, did I chase the glitz and glamor
Money, fame and power?
'Cause if so that will forever go down my lamest hour
I shoulda kept you with me, gettin' at them nameless cowards
There was no match for you, couldn't defeat your prowess
I had to make them changes, I hope you understood
You see for every bad, I did a ton of good
But you was underground and I was mainstream
I live the life now that we would daydream
My only wish is you come enjoy it with me
Get on them conference calls, go meet the lawyers with me
The money came, yeah, tripled and quadrupled it
But I still miss us when we was just on some stupid shit
And it's still f*ck the media
They ridiculed you, never believed in ya
They just deaded you
Left you in all black
But dear old Nicki
Please call back

You told me you'd come when I needed you
And you said it so sweetly I believed you
But I'm standing here calling, I can't see you
But I am holding you, holding you, holding you to that

And, yes, I'm holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you
And, yes, I'm holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you
And, yes, I'm holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you to that

And, yes, I'm holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you
And, yes, I'm holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you
And, yes, I'm holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you to that
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Daniel Johnson, Onika Tanya Maraj
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Your Love

Go

Shawty, I'ma only tell you this once, you the illest
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
And for your lovin', I'ma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got somethin' all the girls want
You're like a candy store and I'm a toddler
You got me wantin' more and m-m-more of

Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love (mm, uh, yo)

He the type to pop tags and be cockin' the brim
Might breeze through the Ave, might stop at the gym
And he keep a du rag, keep the wave on swim
W-W-Waves on swim so they hate on him
Anyway, I think I met him sometime before
In a different life or where I record
I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve
But my vision ends with the apple on the tree
'S' on my chest 'cause I'm ready to save him
Ready to get buck on anybody that plays him
And I think I love him, I love him just like I raised him
When he call me mama, lil' mama, I call him, baby

Shawty, I'ma only tell you this once, you the illest
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
And for your lovin', I'ma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got somethin' all the girls want
You're like a candy store and I'm a toddler
You got me wantin' more and m-m-more of

Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love (yeah), your love (yeah)

He the type to keep a couple hundred grand in the rubber band
Just left Money Gram in the lemon Lamb'
Hot damn, make me scream like Summer Jam
I mean that nigga must be from the motherland
Anyway, I think I met him in the sky
When I was a geisha, he was a samurai
Somehow I understood him when he spoke Thai
Never spoke lies and he never broke fly
'S' on my chest, lemme get my cape on
He's so thugged out, Ghostface and Raekwon
Convict, just like Akon
'Cause you know snitches be puttin' the jake on

Shawty, I'ma only tell you this once, you the illest
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
And for your lovin', I'ma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
(Ba, ba-da, da, doh)
You got spark, you, you got spunk
You, you got somethin' all the girls want
You're like a candy store and I'm a toddler
You got me wantin' more and m-m-more of

Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love (yeah)
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love
Your love, your love

Find me in the dark
I'll be in the stars
Find me in your heart
I'm in need of your love
Your love, your love
Your love
Baby, you the illest
Your love
Your love
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: David Edward Daniel Freeman, Onika Tanya Maraj, Andrew Dexter Wansel, Joseph Patrick Hughes
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Last Chance

[Verse:]
I could've been had fame
Jump shot with a stupid ass aim
Cause you couldn't get around the last name
So my crossover wins the last game
And it's I'll right
Switched up the flow, but it's still right
Go back to that, yeah I still might
I'm a just do me when it feel right (uh)
You can bring it any day
Natural bad ass... NBA
That's my initials
That's why officials don't blow the whistle
Bang bang the pistol
And I'm bossy
Can't keep these hoes up off me
Damn the flow nasty... coffee
Don't treat me like the Pope and cross me

[Chorus:]
Yeah this is my last chance, last chance
Yeah this is my last chance against you
I'm ready to shoot, I'm ready to shoot
Ready to shoot
And I'm ready to shoot, ready to shoot
I'm ready, I'm ready to shoot
Ready to shoot, I'm ready
I'm ready to shoooot
I'm ready to shoot

[Verse:]
I get it in tho
No sexual in your window
Nobody that I can just depend on
Until I touch down in the endzone
And then they come out like roaches
Pu-Pu Pecking away like vultures
But little did they know
Distributed the payroll
Pick out the outfit
Pick out the single
Sadly, I'm so business savvy
Similar protocol but the templates vary
Never been like me and never been like this
My blows a crisis they scream in high pitch
Uh, gun cock... pause
And I'm well aware the gun... laws
Tell them that I'm running for the top... Forbes
Headed to the top... dot org

[Chorus:]
Yeah this is my last chance, last chance
Yeah this is my last chance against you
I'm ready to shoot, I'm ready to shoot
Ready to shoot
And I'm ready to shoot, ready to shoot
I'm ready, I'm ready to shoot
Ready to shoot, I'm ready
I'm ready to shoooot
I'm ready to shoot

[Verse:]
All the days in my life I have been waiting for this time
Could you believe now is right before my eyes
Anybody tryna stop me better not f*ck with me this time
Soon I'm ready to shoot into the sky

[Chorus:]
Yeah this is my last chance, last chance
Yeah this is my last chance against you
I'm ready to shoot, I'm ready to shoot
Ready to shoot
And I'm ready to shoot, ready to shoot
I'm ready, I'm ready to shoot
Ready to shoot, I'm ready
I'm ready to shooot
I'm ready to shoot

Only one chance
One bullet in the gun
This is my life
And I only got one
[?]
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: ANDREW THIELK, NATASHA BEDINGFIELD, ONIKA MARAJ
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group




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Pink Friday is the debut studio album by rapper Nicki Minaj.After signing a recording contract with Young Money Entertainment in 2009, Minaj began planning the album that same year and work continued into 2010. The album features guest vocals from Eminem, Rihanna, Drake, will.i.am, Kanye West and Natasha Bedingfield.

The album received mostly positive reviews from critics, however some were ambivalent on Minaj's exploration of pop. Internationally, it also charted within the top 20 in Australia, Canada, and the United Kingdom. As of February 2018, the album has sold two million traditional copies in the United States.

The album has been certified 3× platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for combined album sales, track sales, and song streams equivalent of three million album-sale units. Pink Friday was nominated for Best Rap Album at the 54th Grammy Awards in 2012, alongside Minaj's other nominations for Best New Artist and Best Rap Performance for the single "Moment 4 Life".
Performed By: Nicki Minaj
Genre(s): Hip hop, pop, R&B
Producer(s): Producer Bangladesh, Blackout Movement, Drew Money, J.R. Rotem, Kane Beatz, Pop & Oak, Skyz Muzik, Swizz Beatz, T-Minus, will.i.am
Released: November 22nd, 2010
Year: 2010

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